The Man Who Married a Tyrant

Not to take him "on horseback", nor to take him "for hunting", but to take him "out of the palace".

He Zheng's expression remained unchanged, but his heart was already beating. He doubted that Fang Tianzhuo saw something, this sentence seemed to be a meaningful metaphor, or a warning.

He Zheng got up and put on his coat, and when he got up to get his coat, he suddenly realized that something was wrong. The man was laying down his long hair and showing his shoulders, leaning against the bedside and looking at him lazily.

He Zheng hesitantly walked over with the clothes brought by the servant: "This..."

Fang Tianzhuo stretched out his arms.

He Zheng deeply felt the grievances of the ancient concubine. Not only did he have to serve the bed, but he had to dress him after serving the bed? ! There are no human rights anymore!

He Zheng sullenly climbed back onto the bed and waited for him to put on his shirt. Fang Tianzhuo looked at his expression and chuckled, "Unhappy?"

Of course he was not happy, He Zheng himself was still sore and weak, and it wasn't him Fang Tianzhuo who was tired after finishing the work.

He Zheng quickly vetoed: "How could it be, it is clearly my honor to serve His Majesty!"

Fang Tianzhuo casually stared at him with his arms long and interested. He Zheng showed a false and happy expression, but the hand that tied his belt was very clumsy. Fang Tianzhuo's chest showed a large area when it was tied, and he was puzzled. , and then decided to ignore it, since it wasn't him who didn't dress well and felt uncomfortable.

Just as he was about to go down, Fang Tianzhuo suddenly stretched out his hand and hugged him back, saying, "If you don't get dressed, come again."

He Zheng's head hit his chest, and Fang Tianzhuo was unsurprisingly happy when he saw the other party's momentarily depressed expression, followed by resignation.

After finally waiting for Fang Tianzhuo to get dressed, the servants brought the accessories, He Zheng pursed his lips, leaned over to help him hang it around his waist, and finally let out a long sigh of relief and said happily, "Okay. Come on, Your Majesty, you are so handsome!"

Fang Tianzhuo said: "It's hard work."

"No way, it is a blessing for the grass people to serve His Majesty." He Zheng finished pleasantly, turned and sat on the bed to put on his clothes, put on his sleeves and suddenly stopped and started to be in a daze.

Fang Tianzhuo: "Huh?"

He Zheng wobbled: "I'm tired, take a rest."

"Why don't you let the servants serve you?"

He Zheng is depressed, why can't he stop while serving Fang Tianzhuo, and he can't stop wearing his own clothes if he wants to?

He paused and replied obediently, "I don't want anyone else to touch it except Your Majesty."

Fang Tianzhuo chuckled and said, "Zheng'er wants me to serve me personally?"

He Zheng made a panic defense: "How dare the grass people!"

Your eyes clearly don't say that.

Fang Tianzhuo curled his lips, and he felt more and more that this He Zheng was very different. There was a sense of cleverness all over his body. As soon as those beautiful eyes rolled, the ghost idea came up secretly. .

It was his duty to serve himself, but it was really interesting that he dared to ask himself to serve him back.

The servant brought hot water, Fang Tianzhuo turned around and walked out, He Zheng punched his back, and continued to wear clothes with soft bones.

He Zheng himself is in the Pize Temple these few days. He usually eats white porridge and vegetables for breakfast. He is mainly vegetarian. An extra plate of meat at noon is the best thing to do.

But today, Fang Tianzhuo came to Pize Hall, and there were actually four meat dishes for breakfast. However, He Zheng was used to his modern life. Although he was not worried and had no appetite for meat for breakfast, he took a piece of steamed rice cake and put it in his mouth. deliver.

Fang Tianzhuo didn't move his chopsticks, but looked at him. Nanmenliang suddenly stepped forward and kicked He Zheng's stool. He Zheng's hand shook, and the rice cake fell back onto the plate.

He Zheng glared at him, Nanmenliang winked at him displeased, He Zheng stood up after realizing it, and went to Fang Tianzhuo's side to wait for him to eat with a grave expression on his face.

"Forget it." Fang Tianzhuo opened his mouth: "Let Nanmen serve you, sit down."

He Zheng squeezed the public chopsticks, sat back on the chair, and quickly put food into his bowl to vent his depression. If he wasn't afraid of losing his temper, he would have slammed it into his mouth.

Fang Tianzhuo glanced sideways at his bowl, He Zheng immediately stopped the action of serving vegetables, and ate for a while, making sure that Fang Tianzhuo was no longer staring at him, and then relaxed.

Fang Tianzhuo didn't mention that he was still on foot restraint. This time he left the palace very low-key. He Zheng saw the carriage leaving the palace from a distance and asked him excitedly, "Is that the one? Is that us? car?"

Fang Tianzhuo nodded, and He Zheng couldn't bear the excitement: "Can I go up!"

"Go."

He Zheng flew over, and a little **** also hurriedly ran towards the car. When He Zheng arrived, he was lying on his back with his back to the sky.

He Zheng was a little angry and said, "Why, you are blocking me."

The little **** lying on his stomach was surprised: "The servant asks the young master to get on the bus."

"What car are you blocking me from getting in?"

"This..." What the little **** had to say, He Zheng had already turned his head and ran to the other side, holding his hands and raising his legs, and flexibly climbed up.

He got into the car, bumped his **** on the soft seat cushion, and looked around happily.

Fang Tianzhuo kept the scene just now in his eyes, and stopped outside the car to talk to someone. He Zheng's heart had already flown out of the palace, and he couldn't wait to stick his head out from the inside. .

Fang Tianzhuo noticed it, whispered a few words to Nanmenliang, and turned around.

The little **** just now hurried over again.

Damn it, it's okay to block my way, Fang Tianzhuo, do you dare to block?

Just as he was about to remind him, he saw Fang Tianzhuo raised his leg and stepped on the back of the man on the ground, and the other foot on the carriage. He Zheng's dazed expression met his deep eyes, and he suddenly retracted his head.

Human footstool, so that's what the little **** meant.

He Zheng's excited mood subsided slightly, the carriage started to drive, and the interior was silent. He Zheng sat down to the side, feeling complicated.

Fang Tianzhuo suddenly stretched out his hand, and He Zheng was hugged by him. His eyes met, Fang Tianzhuo asked, "Zheng'er is not favored. Maybe he has never used a foot pedal before. Haven't he even seen him?"

He Zheng carefully avoided his sight, and said: "Just, I saw less... I didn't react for a while."

Fang Tianzhuo smiled and hugged him tightly, kissing him intimately.

He Zheng shrank his neck, feeling a little uneasy.

But this feeling soon disappeared after the carriage entered the lively market. He began to move restlessly on Fang Tianzhuo's legs. He opened the curtains on this side and looked out, and then closed the curtains on the other side. He opened it a little and looked out. Although he was deliberately restrained, the wonder and novelty in his eyes were inevitably revealed.

Fang Tianzhuo leaned on the cushion and squinted his eyes lazily.

He Zheng lifted the curtains again, and suddenly saw several people with knives. He stared at one of them, and the latter turned his head sharply and met him.

He Zheng inexplicably felt that the eyes were a little scary, and hurriedly retracted his head to look at the other side, and asked tentatively, "Your Majesty, should we go down for a walk?"

Fang Tianzhuo chuckled and said, "If Zheng'er wants to, of course you can."

The car stopped at an intersection, Fang Tianzhuo stepped on the human foot to get out of the car, He Zheng looked at the teenager who also changed into plain clothes below, and had to put his foot down when Fang Tianzhuo reached out.

He seemed to be able to feel the young man under his feet tense. This was to beware that the master would suddenly fall, and they would have to take their lives in it.

He Zheng suddenly retracted his feet and jumped out of the car with a "Haha". After landing, he stomped his numb feet and responded to Fang Tianzhuo's raised eyebrows with big clear eyes.

Fang Tianzhuo didn't ask any further, and said, "Walk around, don't run around."

He Zheng was fooled for a second by the little one who was irritated by running around, and tried again: "Then let's... move freely?"

Fang Tianzhuo said: "Okay."

Finally being able to relax for a while, He Zheng couldn't bear the excitement, rubbed his hands and said, "Then, can you give me some spare flowers?"

Fang Tianzhuo: "?"

He Zheng had to understand a little: "Just, that, money, silver."

Fang Tianzhuo was stunned for a moment, then looked sideways, the bodyguard immediately took out a money bag, He Zheng stretched out his hand and stuck his head to look inside, Fang Tianzhuo frowned and took the money bag over, seeing He Zheng also He glanced at his hand, frowned slightly, and said, "How much?"

He Zheng flattered: "You are the master, you have the final say."

Fang Tianzhuo said: "Forget it, I'll give it to you."

He Zheng was holding the heavy silver bag, and his eyes were shining: "Then you are busy, we will gather here when the time comes."

He looked like a milk dog that finally got off the rope, and Sa Huan'er rushed out.

The guard said: "My lord, it is easy to attract thieves with a lot of money, son he..."

Fang Tianzhuo raised his hand to stop his next words.

A minute later, He Zheng noticed all the people around him were staring at him. He first hid the money bag, and realized that everyone was still staring at him. Later, he realized that it was because of this face. hat, so I ran over and bought one.

The dark gauze covered his face, a hero who could perfectly walk around the world with a sword, He Zheng sighed with his hands behind his back, the silver spindle on his chest was heavy, he had already figured out the approximate exchange rate of silver some time ago, Knowing that there is such a big package in his hand, not to mention that he wants to leave Yingcheng, even if he goes further, it is more than enough.

Looking around, he didn't see Fang Tianzhuo's people. The idea of ​​​​taking the opportunity to escape flashed in his mind and was immediately dismissed.

In such a big dynasty, he didn't have a single person he knew, how long would he be able to use it with a bag of silver? If you are not familiar with the place of life, you may be caught by someone coveted by beauty and become a servant, so it is better to wait for the arrangement.

After wearing the hat, no one stared at him. He Zheng ran left and right, completely unaware that the two men with knives in the back had stared at him.

They talked in low voices:

"That's the big treasure He Ye gave to Fang Tianzhuo?"

"The best stunner, it's also a feat to catch us back and push the tyrant in the future."

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Thank you to the little angel who voted for the king or irrigated the nutrient solution for me~

Thanks to the little angel who cast [landmine]: 1 scroll for each other;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated [nutrient solution]:

5 bottles of afternoon tea; 3 bottles of Anzhi Tinglan; 2 bottles of Liuyun LING; only 1 bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!